Turbado Deutschland Quotes & Sayings

We all labour against our own cure, for death is the cure of all disease. — Thomas Browne

She woke to the scent of coffee, and wondered if that was how mornings in heaven smelled. — J.D. Robb

To know you will be lonely is not the same as being lonely. — Peter Carey

I miss everything about you
Can't believe that I still want you
And after all the things we've been through — Colbie Caillat

When you're an actor you don't really know what you have to do until you see what you look like. — Tom Wilkinson

I'm often asked how I take the criticism directed my way. I have three answers: First, if you choose to be in public life, remember Eleanor Roosevelt's advice and grow skin as thick as a rhinoceros. Second, learn to take criticism seriously but not personally. Your critics can actually teach you lessons your friends can't or won't. I try to sort out the motivation for criticism, whether partisan, ideological, commercial, or sexist, analyze it to see what I might learn from it, and discard the rest. Third, there is a persistent double standard applied to women in politics - regarding clothes, body types, and of course hairstyles - that you can't let derail you. Smile and keep going. — Hillary Rodham Clinton

I have no house only a shadow. But whenever you are in need of a shadow, my shadow is yours. — Malcolm Lowry

One person's tattoo is nobody else's business — Don Ed Hardy

That's how I read the Bible. There are more than sixty references in Scripture to celebration and all but one or two of them are positive. Most of them are divine commands to go and party. Exodus and Deuteronomy and Numbers read like a string of invitations to a nonstop whirlwind of festival: "Celebrate the Feast of Unleavened Bread ... Celebrate the Feast of Harvest ... Celebrate the Feast of Weeks ... Celebrate the Passover ... Celebrate the Feast of Tabernacles ... Celebrate." These were not quiet, sedate, well-mannered little tea parties. They were raucous, shout-at-the-top-of-your-lungs and dance-in-the-streets, weeklong shindigs. The heart of the prodigal home, shouting to His servants, "Bring the fatted calf and kill it. Let's have a feast and celebrate!" That's our God. You read this stuff enough, you start to get the sense that God is looking for just about any excuse to fire up the barbecue and invite the neighborhood over. — Mark Buchanan

You don't need to replace me. You can have me, sweetheart."
I pant for air. "Say that again."
His lips brush my ear, hot breath warming me. "How about I just fucking kiss you? — Krista Ritchie

That was the second major lie I told that week. It gets easier, in some ways; now I lie without expending any effort. But I think each one has its own weight. One alone may barely register, like a grain of sand in the palm of one's hand. But soon enough there's more than can be held and they start to slip through our grasp if we are not careful. — Emma Newman

There's no standard career path to becoming a deconstructor of wrongness, — David H. Freedman

Happiness has no formula, it's an ingredient and it's always there. — Testy McTesterson